Full-throated Bordeaux blends like Stella Mae (named after the Sparkman’s daughter) or Rhone blends like Wilderness (part of sales proceeds help fund the Wilderness Society.)

Wines for meals. Wines for friends. Wine to share.

Until Birdie.

With the first sip that day, the laughter and conversations around me dimmed to a distant thrum, the only sounds that of my heart at a full-bore bah-bum, bah-bum, and my taste buds whispering “What just happened?!”

Another sip. A tilt of the glass.

Shocking, pristine clarity – that, and a slight, imperceptible spec of gold – taunted from the glass held high, like a chalice. Brought low, the nose lilted with delicate white florals – trillium and iris, and firm stone fruits. And the mouth – a clarion call sans cloying sweetness.